Her embarrassed cough and the way she pointedly ignored the subject at hand had been bad enough even then; I had no desire to repeat the experience. I...could tell that my sudden emotional withdrawal had hurt my mother, but I couldn't be close to her without it doing my head in, so I took to spending every hour of the day I could at university, attacking my subjects with vigour to keep my mind occupied.This worked well enough for a while, but Murphy clearly had his eye in and was gunning for me.. But cuddling up to this man and him petting my head. Seemed to take all my troubles away. I felt more calm than I had in years. I soon drifted off to sleep in his arms.I awoke the next morning to find myself still being held and cuddled by him. He was awake and smiled at me as I looked up to him. I excused myself telling him I had to pee. I went into the bathroom and peed. I looked in the mirror checking on my eye it was a little black and blue but not the worst one I ever had. Plus it didn’t. She stood up and squatted on the floor and made me lay down facing up. She turned so I can see and have access to her anus. She started pushing the shit out. Wow her anus was slowly opening up. Really it will open very wide. I can see a big turd coming out. She asked me to hold it in hand should not drop it. And it was a long long one longer than my dick. I held it and it was really hot. She asked me put it in the commode. And asked me clean her anus with water. I stood up and squatted and. It had taken him three full days to reach his destination, but as he got closer and closer he began to enjoy the beauty of the Kentucky countryside. The private road to the hobby farm was somewhat well marked, but had he not had explicit instructions from Kent, he very easily could have missed it altogether. Once he left the main highway behind, the winding private road quickly gave him the feeling of being a million miles away – exactly the feeling he had craved. Having stopped for two full.